Twisted Sugar Sparks Novels & Stories

His Sparkling Sunshine please share your thoughts in the comment section Love you all....

He just stared at me like I was the approved dealer of all good things. “Is it okay?” I asked Aurora. She shrugged lightly. “One is fine.” I bought him one—blue and pink mixed—and the vendor handed him this cloud of sugar almost bigger than his head. Alex gasped. “It fluffy!” He touched it with one finger. “It sticky!” Then he looked up at me and whispered like it was a secret conspiracy, “Mommy say sugar make me hyper.” “Does it?” I asked. “Yes,” he said proudly. “I run fast.”

Liam stared at the puffy swirl like it had personally insulted his stock portfolio. “It’s… pink.” “Yes.” “It’s… spun sugar?” “Yes.” “Why is it sentient?” I took a giant bite and grinned. “Try it.” He pinched a bit, sniffed it like it was radioactive, then reluctantly popped it into his mouth. His eyebrows shot up. “Oh. Oh no. I like this.” “Told you.” “I could destroy a dozen of these.” “I will monitor your sugar intake.” “You will pry this from my cold, sticky fingers.”

she smirked, feeling a spark of determination. She quickly approached the panel and, in a flash of confidence, placed her order. "I would like a large drink with 204 pumps of cinnamon syrup, 52 pumps of hazelnut, 23 pumps of classic syrup, 69 pumps of sugar-free caramel syrup, 15 pumps of sugar-free vanilla, 40 pumps of vanilla, 38 pumps of caramel syrup, 75 pumps of almond syrup, 88 pumps of sugar-free hazelnut syrup, and 1 pump of peppermint syrup. Please and thank you!"

“Brain Cells? What are you doing here?” “Same thing you’re doing.” He shrugs. He’s sweaty, and his hair is damp. “You went for a run?” “Yeah, and I thought I’d get a little sugary goodness into my system before heading home.” I look down at the little sugary goodness he’s talking about, and blanch at the drink in his hand. “Sugar?! That isn’t sugar, that’s diabetes.” I state. All I can see is pink, froth, and sprinkles. Fucking rainbow-coloured sprinkles!

"Can we get the fluffy pink stuff?" "Cotton candy coming up," Lucy said. They walked to a small cart where a woman was spinning sugar into massive, airy clouds. Lucy bought two large cones. She handed one to Leo and the other to Martha. Martha looked at the pink confection as if she had forgotten what to do with it. "Go on, Mom. It’s mostly air," Lucy encouraged. Martha took a small pinch of the sugar and put it in her mouth. She closed her eyes as it dissolved. Then, she took a larger bite, strand of pink sugar sticking to her cheek. She laughed out lightly and it sounded like music to Lucy.

The youngest of their children Mark who was seven was looking horrified at the pair. "Never Christian." Maverick laughed. "Your mom is the type that begs for it." "Well, soon enough, you will be grandpa, and you will have to slow down." Christian laughed. "Well, Christian, your father has a few more good years," Scar said. The group moved around the room as the party was in full force. "Champagne, my love?" Maverick asked. "No," Scar said with a smile. "Scar? The only reason you don't drink is...." Maverick said, slightly confused.

Wyck motioned to the unobtrusive waiter who hovered in the kitchen on the other side of the sliding glass doors. "Oh, goodness, Wyck, I don't know." Harper rubbed her belly. "I'm so full already." Wyck grinned at her as the waiter set down a crystal dish of a lovely deep pink scoop of sorbet with gold on the top. "It's beautiful, Wyck. What is it?" "Champagne-infused raspberry sorbet with edible gold." Harper picked up her spoon and dipped in. "Mmmmm, this is delicious." "I'm glad you like it. Finish it all up," Wyck said with an enigmatic look on his face.

She hoped he wasn't the kind of customer who would make a big deal out of this because she didn't want any problems. The man smiled at her, his full lips curved upward, like she'd said something that amused him."It's fine" he said. "It's a simple recipe actually. All you need is rye whiskey, angostura bitters, sugar and orange twist garnish." He pointed to the flask she had put on the table. "And you don't need that either cos you don't have to shake. You just put the sugar in a glass, Cover it with dashes of the bitters, add the whiskey and stir the whole thing until the sugar dissolves, and of course, you add some ice, that's all"